IX. [Audio for the Rockets involved in the garbage missions; especially Group 2.]

[shakespearealien]

[This takes place after the first phase of the plan.

Gorthan's voice is dark and deep, but clear, and with a somewhat amused edge to it. It's obvious that he's rather excited about the situation, though it's an emotion he's trying, and mostly managing, to contain.]

I trust Group 1 should be mostly finished by now...?

Good evening, Group 2.

Agent Gorthan here, stationed in Celadon City, Kanto. Remember to report to your assigned Group Leader. Who will, in turn, report to me.

Good luck, Agents.

To Archer (determinator) and Hughes (derpsaboutfamily):

Anything to report yet?

Private to Cobra Commander (cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa):

Still doubting, Commander?

Private to Ivan (meatysoviet):

Was that fun for you?

Private to "Caroline" (neurotoxined):

[For this message, Gorthan's voice actually sounds a little... sad.]

I imagine how you must feel, Caroline. Leaving the laboratories, something which, if I recall correctly, you had no desire to do, only to receive this kind of sensory stimulus...

... If it helps, I will personally make sure to supply your newly acquired nostrils with something that can make up for this.

Comments

[Private Text]

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

So this is the work you mentioned? If you wanted to engage in eco-terrorism, you could have just said so.

[Private Text]

[shakespearealien]

I am an Evronian, Commander. There is nothing that I want personally.

My will and the will of those above me are one.

[Private Text]

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

How selfless. So that means that our superiors designed this plan. Correct?

[Private Text]

[shakespearealien]

The very fact that you seem to imply that someone *other* than our superiors could mastermind such a large-scale plan is something I find interesting. I believe it says much about your recent activity, does it not?

But, you are correct. Is there a problem, Commander?

[Private Text]

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

I simply wasn't sure if you meant the head of the organization or the head of the science division. Nothing more And no problems, but a question. Why does the spread of trash require a telecom set-up?

[Seriously, Gorthan why is he heading to a cave?]

[VIDEO] - LOCKED

[determinator]

[It figures he wouldn't be given a command position without someone watching over him. It was the same way back home! "Here, Archer, go to this city and kill off the rebels! Oh, we're sending a superior officer with you and maybe the Fuhrer himself will show up. Just to make sure you don't screw things up! Have fun!"]

[...Needless to say, he's not amused. That doesn't come across in the video though - Archer's smirking as usual. He does understand why Gorthan is in charge - these are his devices, after all. Of course he would have some sort of control over the ones who are placing them. Still. He doesn't like it.]

No, nothing yet. Everything will go as planned, Gorthan. The Executives have chosen wisely. This mission will run smoothly under my command.

[With a smirk that devious, how can you not trust him~?]

[VIDEO] - LOCKED

[shakespearealien]

Our command.

[The correction is a prompt one. It's nothing personal, though! Gorthan doesn't even actually mean to be this arrogant - he was Born This Way.

He tips his head slightly to the side.]

Your friend is not with you?

[... The question is asked out of pure curiosity, he doesn't want to rub anything in or anything. ... Though admittedly, it might be quite hard to tell. Put it this way, Archer, you're lacking some plural forms tonight.]

[VIDEO] - LOCKED

[determinator]

...Yes, of course. Our command.

[To his credit, Archer manages to keep any potential changes in expression down! His tone doesn't even change any! ...At the same time, he's practically kittyfacing, that's how hard he's trying. Clearly someone's been hanging around Kimblee far too much.]

Ah, no, he's been given a special assignment.

[...Because Kimblee's a princess. Archer understands why Kimblee would want to do something else, of course. He certainly would have requested an alternate assignment had he not been put in a position of power. As it is, he'll have to put up with the... garbage.]

[VIDEO] - LOCKED

[shakespearealien]

[Being able to conceal one's emotions is nice. Among other things, it means you'll be more or less protected from an Evronian attack.

... But, um, the kittyfacing may be a little over the top.

As for Gorthan's face, it remains pretty much inscrutable, his forehead and eyes obscured by the uniform cap.]

I see.

Tell me, Archer. How does power feel tonight?

[VIDEO] - LOCKED

[determinator]

[Well, with distinct features like that, it's best to hide them. Don't want anyone to recognize you~]

An interesting question, Gorthan.

[But from the smirking, it's quite clear Archer's amused by it.]

Power feels excellent tonight.

[It's been quite awhile since he's had this much control. He's missed it.]

video; private

[derpsaboutfamily]

Everything is right on schedule, sir.


[[ ooc: should we assume that he did that Rattata mission Gorthan gave him a while back? Sorry I haven't been following up. >: ]]

video; private

[shakespearealien]

Sir?

[Gorthan's laugh sounds like he was originally going to laugh out of genuine amusement, but he changed his mind and stifled it at the last moment.]

As much as I do appreciate it, there is no need to be quite so formal.

[As a matter of fact, Gorthan is in full Grunt uniform, and you can barely tell it's him. His dreadlocks are completely out of sight, safely tied together and tucked underneath his cap.]

[[OOC: Ah, of course! ;; I'm sorry, too. If you want to contact me, I'm Nenemanene on AIM?]]

video; private

[derpsaboutfamily]

[ Well, hey, he's supposed to be answering you, technically. But have a laugh, either way. ]

I guess the military's a bit hard to kick out of certain people!


[[ ooc: got it! :D I'm planetarn on AIM~ ]]

video; private

[shakespearealien]

Then, as an Evronian, I suppose I should not be proud that it was easy enough to kick it out of me...

[It's said in a very pensive tone, and Gorthan isn't even looking at the camera. He's mostly talking to himself. But he soon refocuses, and what he says next is undoubtedly meant for Hughes.]

How are you? Have you slept enough?

[You're the only genuinely likable person in this organization, Hughes. Gorthan is not the best at expressing things like gratitude and admiration, but he'll make sure you at least get a hint.]

[[OOC: Added. \o/]]

video; private

[derpsaboutfamily]

[ He gets the hint, but it's a little surprising. After all, you don't really know him. And he's a bit paranoid about everyone in this organization. But he does appreciate the sentiment nonetheless. ]

I've been well! I'm actually happy for this mission. It gives me a chance to see what the rest of this place is like.

And you?

[Private Video]

[meatysoviet]

Fun? Hardly.

What I am doing with this truck now? Moreso- why is asking?

[He's happily got the 'Gear on video, and is obviously paying more attention to it than the road, because priorities. With how bumpy this video is, it's very likely he's got at least two wheels on the sidewalk.]

What are you now anyways?

[Private Video]

[shakespearealien]

I thought you would say that. As you so correctly guessed, the exciting part has yet to begin. Patience, my friend.

You heard the superior - as long as you have accomplished your task, you can do whatever you like with the vehicle. Give it back, dispose of it... you have plenty of options, and I'm sure you'll think of something.

[... Also, please don't kill yourself.]

Re: [Private Video]

[meatysoviet]

Have a few ideas as to what to do with this vehicle now job is done, though really, taking it apart will be most time consuming one of all; gasoline must be valuable commodity here afterall, so would be useful to siphon some from whatever we can get.

Parts can also be useful I imagine, especially to men like yourself- any parts of truck you are wanting in particular? Admittedly am wanting fan belt myself.

[He will try and at least be friendly-ish to you Gorthan, because not only are you becoming a familiar face you also stopped (or aren't being quite as obvious with) the pseudo-subtle disdain of him.

True, that could have been entirely imagined on the soviet's part, but he likes to think it wasn't 100% a delusion, especially since it's easing.

Also, he'll try his best, but no promises there.]

[Private Video]

[shakespearealien]

You're taking it apart? How ingenious!

[If Gorthan's expression is any indication - he's so pleasantly surprised he tilts his head back to reveal his widened eyes - he's very, very impressed.

... The disdain is pretty much gone at this point, if it helps.]

I need any radio or communication devices it may contain. Grab a few electronic components as well - there may be something salvageable. Also, can't forget the battery - I don't need it, personally, but someone else might.

If I may ask, what do you need the fan belt for?

[Private Video]

[meatysoviet]

Will do what I can to get you components- Most should be easy to salvage.

Why I am wanting fan belt?

[He thinks for a moment before deciding to answer.]

I am making saddle for monster of mine so can travel on it once have trained it to make it mountable- have seen nothing like saddles for monsters, so am making one instead. Fan belt should make good girth, or at least part of girth, considering size of creature.

If that fails can always use it elsewhere- is not quite a crop, but it can at least suffice.

Would rather use it for saddle though.

[He's starting to realise that his monsters are only learning so much by him beating them. He is willing to try something other than violence if it means evolution.]

[Audio]

[neurotoxined]

Don't worry about it. I was prepared.

[Audio]

[shakespearealien]

[This is Gorthan, and you are the only lady he's ever worked with without any intentions to pull the rug from under her at some point. Of course he's worried.]

It simply seems very unfair.

How are you and your partner faring? I hope you will introduce him to me, eventually.

[neurotoxined]

He's a moron. But the work is getting done.

[In other words, the work has actually been done for quite some time. Wheatley has just taken to yanking her around by the wrists and sightseeing.

She's not as opposed to this as her tone would imply.]

He isn't anyone you need to bother with. Trust me.

[shakespearealien]

And yet he works with us. Surely I should at least know who he is.

Unless you deliberately intend to make me jealous and keep me that way, of course.

[Unusually playful teasing tone, go!]

[neurotoxined]

Why would you be jealous?

[You can practically hear the blinking in her tone, Gorthan.]

Like I said, he's a moron.